Water the fruit trees and don’t water the thorns.

When someone critises or disagrees with you, a small ant of hatred and antagonism is born in your heart. If you do not squash that ant at once, it might grow into a snake, or even a dragon.

Lo, for I to myself am unknown, now in God's name what must I do?

This is how I would die into the love I have for you: As pieces of cloud dissolve in sunlight.

Be like the sun for grace and mercy. Be like the night to cover others' faults. Be like running water for generosity. Be like death for rage and anger. Be like the Earth for modesty. Appear as you are. Be as you appear.

And so it is, that both the Devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choice.

On the way there is no harder pass than this: fortunate is he who does not carry envy as a companion.